He walked through it, and then, with a rather guilty feeling--a feeling he did not care to analyse--he made his way round the lower half of the village till he reached the outside wall of The Trellis House.
There he hesitated for a few moments, but even while he was hesitating he knew that he would go in.

Before he could turn the handle the door in the garden wall was opened by Enid Crofton herself.

Radmore was surprised to see that she was dressed in a black dress, with the orthodox plain linen collar and cuffs of widowhood.

It altered her strangely.
He was at once disappointed and a little relieved also, to find Jack Tosswill in the garden with her.

But soon the three went indoors, and then, as had often been Mrs.Crofton's experience with admirers in the past, each man tried to sit the other out.
At last the hostess had to say playfully:--"I'm afraid I must turn you out now, for I'm expecting my sister-in-law, Miss Crofton." And then they both, together, took their departure; Radmore feeling that he had wasted an hour which might have been so very much more profitably spent in going to see some of his old friends among the cottagers.